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My family. My community. The nation I live in. Our world. We – all of us – need help!

In the next two months, the number of displaced people in my city will double. Men and women, boys and girls, are forced to flee and seek refuge in a culture that is not their own. They are being forced to reconcile their situation in a language that is not their own.

I have heard many people talk about “leaving their comfort zone.” What is this alleged Comfort Zone? Where is everyone going when they leave it?

My Comfort Zone has always been the place that I have deemed safe. It is the place that I have faithfully walled and constructed. It is impervious to the stresses and dangers that could possibly cause me discomfort or distress.

When I was younger, I built forts – forts out of blankets, forts in trees, forts that rested along the banks of the stream that ran near my house. I was creating little islands of comfort. read more…